~queue
shallow tonight
clouded above the sleeping
seeds
another black night's undisturbed
concentration ties knots
in this semblance of air
and it's here, where sky meets cedar
there exists a language known only
to darkness and owls
there's no offering of water
from the stream
no blue pressing the ground
~ ~
hours of lethargic hours
await the spring thaw
breath as white as tombstones
that kneel beside a bedful of
naked wind
those miles of undermining snow
the quietude is
what remains of winter's fire
~ ~
how many months does it take to remember
greenfoam singing to the reeds
and a tender curve of fetal
leaf-sprout
the tilt and swirl of hummingbirds
a brief flowering
© lah 3.2.14
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